Do I get to… go again?

The same will probably be the case for anyone who has been on a long research cruise or field trip, or (in particular) spent time on a research station in the Antarctic.

The situation of the poor little rover reminds me of conversations I’ve had with my husband on the phone, usually with him in the Antarctic and me holding up the other end (although there were enough occasions where it was the other way around). Except that, in his case, the whole thing usually involved a lot of swearing.

The strange thing is that, even knowing that you would work extremely long hours, there would be lots of frustration, you’d have to put up with plenty of crap, the whole thing may invlove crushing physical labour and require your last bit of mental stamina, you still always want to go back.

We both do.

This post was first published on Nature Network, which has since been discontinued. The post has been moved to SciLogs.

About steffi suhr

Once upon a time, I was an enthusiastic and hopeful biological oceanographer who did a bunch of work in the Antarctic. I was alternately wearing labcoats or extreme weather clothing and hard hats, but have long since swapped survival suits for dress suits and do science management, currently as the BioMedBridges project manager at the European Bioinformatics Institute. I still like to use my brain. I'm a German serial expat, currently - again - living in the UK.

Richard – that’s actually how we got together 🙂
But now we have to either go one at a time, or wait until our son is old enough (18) to go or at least is a disgruntled teenager who doesn’t want to hang out with us anyway.
Cath and Anna: he’ll be fine. Really.

LOL! You know, one of my friends posted this comic on Facebook and the exact same conversation ensued. So, as my rebuttal to the Ikea lamp thing, but those are just lamps…the rover looks like Wall-E, and he had feelings…